It is obviously unrealistic for him to face the peak of the Great Martial Saint at his current middle-level master level.
Jueling City!
It took him two-quarters of an hour to find the nearest city.
Enter the city.
After finding a weapon pavilion, he needs swords, many swords. As long as he refines the swords, his sword will will improve faster, and the quality needs to be higher.
What we need most now is the ninth-level spiritual weapon!
Tianbing Pavilion!
"Does this young master need anything?"
A beautiful maid came over and said softly, looking at the young man with her pretty eyes.
"I need a sword with a ninth level spiritual weapon!"
Mu Han said.
"A sword?" the maid murmured: "A sword of this level here requires at least three hundred thousand taels. How many do you need, sir?"
Mu Han said: "How many do you have?"
The maid heard this and thought for a moment: "There should be twenty weapons in the arsenal!"
Mu Han said: "I want them all!"
"Everything, everything!"
The maid's expression suddenly became astonished. She asked for all twenty handles. Isn't that six million taels?
Their Tianbing Pavilion has never accepted such a big order.
Mu Han picked up a lot of Qiankun Rings, and the combined wealth of these people was worth tens of millions.
So spending six million doesn't feel bad at all.
"Sir, please wait a moment. For such a transaction, I need to ask for permission from my superiors."
The maid apologized.
Mu Han nodded: "It's okay!"
After the maid left, not long after, she came over with a man in black.
"Young Master Jiang, this young master needs twenty ninth-level spiritual swords."
The maid said.
"Okay, you go down." Elder Jiang said.
The maid bowed slightly, bowed and left.
Young Master Jiang looked at Mu Han and said with a smile, "Master, do you need twenty spiritual swords?"
Mu Han nodded: "Not bad."
The person who came was not an old man, but a young man. It was obvious that this guy had a distinguished status in the Tianbing Pavilion.
"Because Tianbing Pavilion needs to be mobilized, it is a bit unrealistic to mobilize the spirit sword now, but the young master can come and get it in three days."
"good."
"Young Master needs to hand over a deposit."
"How much is the deposit?"
"Four, one and a half million taels!"
Young Master Jiang smiled lightly and said.
Mu Han handed over the money without hesitation, then took the receipt Master Jiang gave him and left.
Three days passed in an instant.
Mu Han came to Tianbing Pavilion again and found Master Jiang: "I'll get the sword!"
"sword?"
Young Master Jiang looked surprised: "What sword?"
"Um?"
Mu Han looked deeply at Master Jiang, but still took out the receipt.
"You are so impudent that you even forged the receipt from our Tianbing Pavilion. You deserve to die. Come here and kill this man!"
Young Master Jiang's eyes turned cold and he said in a serious voice.
Swish.
At this time, figures came out one after another, all of them Martial Saints!
A strange smile appeared on Master Jiang's lips. He was determined to take the four and a half million taels, and he only had to kill this kid.
The money he has on him belongs to me.
The plan is really perfect!
Mu Han's face was indifferent, with a strange smile on his lips: "If you want to eat my food, do you have the life to eat it?"
"How dare you come to our Heavenly Arms Pavilion and act recklessly!"
"court death."
The five monks in the early stage of the Martial Saint stared at Mu Han with stern eyes. One of them, an old man in black, raised a palm and struck forward in an instant.
Clang!
Mu Han's eyes were cold, he swung his sword, and with a pop, the old man's chest was instantly pierced by Mu Han's sword.
Young Master Jiang's eyes were slightly cold, and he said ferociously: "Let's take action together!"
The eyes of the four Martial Saints shivered with coldness, their soles of their feet suddenly clicked, and they all took action in an instant.
"Kill with one sword!" Mu Han had a ferocious look in his eyes, his eyes were full of coldness, he activated his body and martial arts, disappeared from the spot in an instant, and raised his sword fiercely.
With a few pops of pops, the four martial saints were all killed in battle, their eyes widened.
Young Master Jiang's eyes shrank, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "You deserve to die!"
Whoosh!
Mu Han raised his sword and came out.
Pfft.
Young Master Jiang's arm was cut off directly, and blood spattered wildly.
"ah!"
He let out a shrill scream.
"How dare you? My grandfather is the great elder of Tianbing Pavilion and a great martial saint!!"
"If you kill people here, you will definitely die!"
Young Master Jiang looked at Mu Han with a face filled with resentment, his voice was hoarse and filled with endless forlornness.
"Get the sword!"
Mu Han's eyes were extremely cold and he swung his sword again.
Master Jiang's other arm was covered with blood, and he screamed like a pig being killed.
"Be reckless and kill people in our Tianbing Pavilion. Do you know the consequences?"
An old man in white clothes walked out. He was the steward of Tianbing Pavilion and stared at Mu Han with cold eyes.
The Perfection Realm Martial Saint!
Mu Han said: "Why don't you ask about the cause of the matter? I paid a deposit of four and a half million taels, and now your young master Jiang refuses to admit it!"
The old man in white's eyes condensed slightly, and then he looked at Young Master Jiang, who had an ugly face.
He knew that Mu Han was not lying.
Young Master Jiang did a lot of things in their Tianbing Pavilion, but because he was afraid of the power of Tianbing Pavilion, all the things were left alone.
After all, behind Master Jiang is a great martial arts saint.
But this time Young Master Jiang was defeated. Unexpectedly, this young man did not hold back and took action, but directly started killing in Tianbing Pavilion.
The old man in white said: "Let this matter go. You killed the five martial saints of our Tianbing Pavilion and taught Young Master Jiang a lesson. This matter can be over."
He didn't want to make a fuss.
Tianbing Pavilion is also the largest pavilion in Jueling City.
If things get serious, their Tianbing Pavilion will definitely suffer heavy losses.
I'm afraid future orders will also be ruined.
"Okay, okay!"
Mu Han said: "As long as you hand over the sword to me, this matter will be over."
The old man in white said: "How much?"
"Twenty ninth-level spiritual swords!"
As soon as he said this, the old man in white's eyes shrank fiercely, staring at Master Jiang, and he really wanted to slap this guy to death.
Then he looked at Mu Han and said in a deep voice: "Our Tianbing Pavilion can only give you one as compensation. After all, you have killed so many of us."
Mu Han smiled.
The old man in white's heart sank: "Young man, don't know how to retreat!"
"Pfft!"
Mu Han swung his sword, and Master Jiang's head flew out instantly, blood splattered wildly, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, as well as regret.
"Don't know how to retreat? I really want to see it!" Mu Han said calmly.
"ah!"
The old man in white shrank his eyes into the shape of needlepoints, and then said with a ferocious face: "If you dare to make trouble in my Tianbing Pavilion, I will kill you now!"
Young Master Jiang was executed in front of him, so he was naturally extremely angry and took action instantly.
Mu Han's eyes were cold, and he jerked his arm, and the sword came out in response. In a flash, the old man in white's arm flew out instantly.
"you!"
The face of the old man in white was pale, frightened and frightened.
Swish.
Mu Han put the Hunyuan Sword against his chin and said coldly: "Where is the weapon storehouse of Tianbing Pavilion?"